I pray to god every night
Sending wishes to my angel above
Keep him safe this man I love
Watch over him and show your light
Let him know
As I close my eyes to sleep
I dream he is with me still!
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Frank Lewins, 81, born on July 14, 1933 and passed away on March 7, 2015. We will remember him forever.
They who think that you are gone, Because no more your face they see, Are wrong, for in our hearts you live And always will in memory.
Long days, long nights, you bore the pain And hoped for cure, but all in vain Then God decided what was best, He took you home and gave you rest.
Heaven's gate swung gently open, The Master called softly, "Come," And you, dear one, took the Master's hand, And your work on earth was done. We'll never cease to miss you, And shed many silent tears, Because we cannot share with you Our hopes, our joys, our fears. But one day, in God's garden, When the Master calls us to come. You'll be at the gates with open arms And say to us, "Welcome Home!
I can't believe it has been four years, and I miss you just as much as the day we lost you. I wish we had just I bit longer with you. I wish we could say goodbye, I wish we didn't have to say goodbye at all. Love you
Grammy is doing good still beautiful and mostly happy, I think she misses you a lot, the family is not what it once was and it's sad, I think that is what's making her very sad I can see it in her eyes. I think if we as a family could be what we once were that would make her very happy.
Well, Gramps, I have to go kids and all but I'll come back on here when I can, talk to you in my dreams love yha.
Family photo taken approximately between 1935 and 1937. Kenny, sitting on his mother's lap was born in 1935. In this picture he appears to be more than a year old. Dorothy, born Nov. 1937 is not included in the picture. Dad (Frank), leaning against his father appears to be at least 3 years old. Thus the conclusion that this photo was taken between 1936 and Nov. of 1937.
Hamilton Cotton had closed its doors but Dad was kept on to maintain the property for a year (I believe). He took me with him once to cut the grass at the front of the building. I was pretty young at the time.
So, Dad is pushing the lawn mower and I'm running around and I tripped and fell. I put my hands out and touched the motor on the lawn mower and burned my hands. Dad was pretty horrified!. He took me inside the building and bandaged me up. :)